Lyrics

By Eric Brace (Dry Diggings Tunes, BMI)

Sometimes we choose to head off into the unknown, looking for adventure, gold, solitude… Sometimes we’re sent there. This started as a meditation on those who headed to the hills of California in the 19th century. It became a 21st century song about being sent overseas. It’s one for searchers and mourners and soldiers. Oh, and banjo enthusiasts (thanks, Mr. O'Brien). We sang this one in one take, standing and facing each other with a couple of microphones there to help on the posterity front.